Yes

"Well, uh, I'd better get going. My parents are probably super worried by now."

"You just got here."

"Sorry, I gotta go."

I got out of the pool, I just managed to get my shirt on when Tom grabbed my wrist.

"Don't go. We're just having fun," he said.

"Let go of me," I threatened.

Tom then shoved his hand up under my chin and I began to gurgle. He tipped his head and looked down at my t-shirt, clinging tight around my breasts, then down at my legs.

"After you smilin' at me tonight, teasin' me, letting me watch you strut around the pool...I just can't take it anymore!", he said, as I struggled to draw a breath.

His free hand was already tugging at his swim trunks and I then started squirming. His grip on my throat was tight. I started to try to kick but he stepped into me, pressing me up to the wall of the pool house.

I started to swing at his face but he easily dodged his head side to side to avoid me.

"You know what?" he said as he kept staring at my chest, "I think I will like you better without the clothes!"

"No, please don't." I begged.